O Tannenbaum in Reverse is Muabnennat O

I feel silly for caring and talking to you in the first person, but I felt a melancholy chucking your browning carcass onto the improvised and growing hill of previously loved trees in Eel Brook Common. When I walk the kids or dog past I make sure to give a glance. You seem like you are doing fine. The rain must feel good. Truly thanks, was so fun having you. A house is never as full as when a Christmas tree is in the Living Room.

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Help! Kids Holding Parents Hostage at 35,000 Feet

Do you ever have those moments as a parent where you are sure you have the worst behaved children on the planet? Well you don’t have to worry, because we have that trophy sitting on our mantle, right next to a huge gold cup draped with numerous first place and runners up medallions, souvenirs from the World’s Worst Parents competitions that we enjoy. Some folks in their thirties and forties like 5Ks or ½ marathons, not us.

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On Thin Ice

Turns out uncoordinated children, middle-aged parents, poured over ice, garnished with too many layers is a bitter and sweaty cocktail with a horrible finish. I’m determined to document the terror and pain dusted with joy that defines this annual pilgrimage to a slippery land far away from my better judgment.

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